united sorry

Tonight and tomorrow night i will bring my deer into the darkness, in the shimmering heart of the deep forest of my uncosciousness, and he will shout, laugh, cry, sing, whatever, i am curious, what will happen….

i am longing to be in the place where i can meet my deer, somewhere on the balcony of my house of my heart, over looking the valley in the mist, at the border of the forest. (between head and stomach)

i will fuck the deer, i will become the deer, my armpits will smell moisty, my ribcage will be protected by fur for the winter, my breath will smell of earth, forest, my voice will change, split in two, my voice will get horny, my nose will be wet, as always and i will remember nina, my dear nina, from st. petersburg, who does her deer dance in moscow in a few weeks, remembering me.

dancing deers all over the world we must unite!